"Frozen In Time"
Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Chapter Fifteen: Goodbyes and Beginnings
Two days after the death of their mother, Piper, the Three former Wyatts, took the last name Halliwell in respect for their mother. There was one more witch found dead, and his last words included the Charmed Ones. Leo stopped working for some time and so did Mike.
It was the day of the funeral.
Leo and Mike were downstairs in black suits, waiting for the three kids to come down. The limo was outside waiting to take them to the mausoleum where Prue, Phoebe, Patty, and Penny all laid to rest.
Sander, Greg, and Pru all had black on. Pru wore a long black dress, her hair pulled into a pony tail, some makeup, and around her neck was the triquetra. Sander wore a black shirt with a black suit, no tie, and his shirt was open to reveal his triquetra, same thing with Greg, except his shirt was white.
"You got your speech Sander?" asked Pru as they descended the stairs into the living room.
"Yeah." said Sander, sadly.
"Its going to be okay, it has to be." said Greg.
The car ride was long, and sorrowful. Leo didn't say much, Mike too didn't say much. When they arrived at the church, the three Charmed Ones, exited the car, Pru in the middle, with each of her brothers next to her. They were holding hands, and in front of them was the casket of their mother. Leo and Mike pulled up the rear.
The procession started, and everyone rose as the casket was brought in, Pru was amazed at the amount of people there. Friends, Co-Workers, Patrons to P3, some of Sander and Greg's friends, and some whitelighters.
The Wiccan High Priestess walked down the aisle after everyone was seated. In her hands was rope and a silver cup.
"Before we start the ceremony, Sander, Piper's youngest would like to say a few words." said the Priestess.
Sander took a deep breath, and he stood up and walked over to the microphone. He stared out at the crowd, all the pain he was seeing. He took another deep breath, and reached inside his suit jacket and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Good Morning. We gather here today to pay respects to one of the greatest women I have ever had the chance to meet. My Mom. Many of you who knew my mom, knew that she always put everyone before herself. She was always there for me, and I know that she will always be with me and my family. She is know with the people who she loved the most. Her sisters, her mother, and her grams. All people I never had the chance to meet, but I in a way I met them, through her. She introduced me and my siblings to some of the greatest things in life. Her life was lived to the fullest even though today I have to let her go, I won't really be letting her go.
As children we are all made from our mothers and fathers. Well no matter what I do, I see her. I see her in myself, my sister, my brother, and even my father. I love you Mom, and until one day when we meet again, I will always love you, and you are my hero."
Sander took another deep breath and descended from the microphone and back to his seat.
"Piper Patricia Halliwell Wyatt, you were taken by the dark, and may you enter the light to eternal happiness with your sisters. Blessed Be" said the Priestess as she put the rope into the cup.
Pru burst into tears and heavy sobs. Greg wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. Leo got up from his seat and ran to Piper's casket, and collapsed next to it, crying heavily, he placed his head on it. He kissed it, and sobbed. Sander too burst into tears, as Mike wrapped his arms around him. People got up and went up to Leo and offered him his condolences.
The casket was placed in the wall above Phoebe's. Her name plate read:
Piper Halliwell-Wyatt
8/7/73 - 10/6/20
Beloved Mother and Wife
The five of them left the mausoleum, and headed towards the Manor. Back at the manor, they each changed into comfortable clothes and decided they needed to do something about this hunt. They were aware that their mother was just buried, but this was the third witch in four days found dead. It was unfair that they were being murdered but nothing was being done about it. The killers are being let off for no reason. It was unfair.
The three sat at the dining room table, with the Book of Shadows. Mike was with the Elders seeing what they knew, while Leo was in his room, mourning his wife.
"There has to be something here. Like the only lead we have is that they are witches and that their husbands don't know it, or wives." said Sander, who was flipping through the book with his power.
"Yeah." said Pru as she ran her hand over a newspaper clipping, when she felt a nagging at her subconscious and she was warped into a premonition.
"Pru? What did you see?" asked Greg, who was alerted by her gasping.
"A girl, she's about thirty, a witch. Her husband, or boyfriend found out she's a witch because she was writing in her Book of Shadows. He pulled a gun on her. I saw her fall to the ground, dead." said Pru.
"Okay, do you know where this took place?" asked Sander as he grabbed a pen and paper to write it down.
"No, but I saw a billboard, through the window."
"Okay, what was on it?"
"It was a Got Milk one. And I only know one Got Milk Billboard in the city."
"Where?" asked Greg, who didn't know where one was.
"By the freeway, and I think there is an apartment complex near there."
"Should we scry to be on the safe side?" suggested Pru.
"We can, you do it, because you know what we are looking for." said Sander as he moved the map and crystal to his sister.
"Thanks", said Pru, as she began to scry. The crystal hovering over the map as if it were a magnet to metal.
"Got her. I was right. Let's go now, because the clock in the vison said eight o'clock and its ten after seven now." said Pru as she grabbed her keys. The three entered the foyer to get their coats, when Leo orbed in front of them.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"A witch is in trouble." said Sander.
"I don't want you going. What if you get harmed? I buried my wife today and I refuse to bury my children."
"Dad, and we don't want to hear of another witch being killed and nothing being done about it." argued Greg.
"No, you are not going." he said with conviction.
"I'm sorry dad." said Greg, as he froze Leo in place.
"Luckily you didn't blow him up." said Pru with a laugh.
"Yeah." said Greg as he went behind Leo and out the door.
They got to the apartment complex at about seven forty-five.
"How do we find out where she lives?" said Sander.
"I can freeze the lobby and you can hack the computer, I bet there are pics of the tenants." suggested Greg.
"Yeah, that's our best bet." said Pru, "Lets go!"
The three of them entered the lobby. Pru went up to the desk, and signaled for Greg to freeze the room. He did. Everyone stopped moving, one person mid sneeze, one kid throwing a paper airplane.
Pru sat down and hacked the computer, while Sander kept watch over the door to make sure no one enters.
"Got it, 17B." said Pru as she turned the computer off and got back behind the counter. Greg flicked his wrists and everything began moving again.
The three of them walked up the stairs to the 17th floor .
"Shit it's eight." said Pru as they got to the door, which was locked.
"Move." said Greg as he blew the door down.
After the smoke subsided, they saw the husband from the vision with the gun to her head, he was now facing the door.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with guns?" said Sander as he flicked his wrist and the gun went into the wall.
"Who the hell are you?" demanded the husband.
"Witches. Not just any witches though, we are the Charmed Ones." said Pru.
Greg stepped forward and made a 'halt' gesture with his hand and the man froze in place.
"Are you okay?" asked Pru as she ran over to the wife.
"I'm fine. I cant believe it the Charmed Ones in my home." she mused.
"Yeah, call your whitelighter and have him get you out of here. Okay?" said Pru, "Oh and don't tell anyone you saw us."
"Thank you." said the woman as the three exited the apartment.
"We did good." smiled Sander.
Just then, the three heard a voice in the wind, Piper's voice, "I'm so proud of you."
The three just smiled.
"This witch hunt will end. It has too." said Pru as she walked down the street to the car.
"Yeah, like how long can this go on? At least they haven't introduced the punishment of burning." said Sander.
"That would be bad." laughed Greg.
"You think?" joked Pru, as she opened the door and noticed a flier on her windshield.
"What is that?" asked Sander.
"A pamphlet, Rid the Evil, Turn in Witches. If you suspect someone of using magic, please call our toll free number 1-800-DIE-MAGIC, and ask for Nathaniel Pratt Jr." read Pru.
"This is going to get a whole lot worse before it gets better." said Greg with a frown.
"Definitely." said Pru, as she tore the flier up, and threw it into the wind.
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Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Chapter Fifteen: Goodbyes and Beginnings
Two days after the death of their mother, Piper, the Three former Wyatts, took the last name Halliwell in respect for their mother. There was one more witch found dead, and his last words included the Charmed Ones. Leo stopped working for some time and so did Mike.
It was the day of the funeral.
Leo and Mike were downstairs in black suits, waiting for the three kids to come down. The limo was outside waiting to take them to the mausoleum where Prue, Phoebe, Patty, and Penny all laid to rest.
Sander, Greg, and Pru all had black on. Pru wore a long black dress, her hair pulled into a pony tail, some makeup, and around her neck was the triquetra. Sander wore a black shirt with a black suit, no tie, and his shirt was open to reveal his triquetra, same thing with Greg, except his shirt was white.
"You got your speech Sander?" asked Pru as they descended the stairs into the living room.
"Yeah." said Sander, sadly.
"Its going to be okay, it has to be." said Greg.
The car ride was long, and sorrowful. Leo didn't say much, Mike too didn't say much. When they arrived at the church, the three Charmed Ones, exited the car, Pru in the middle, with each of her brothers next to her. They were holding hands, and in front of them was the casket of their mother. Leo and Mike pulled up the rear.
The procession started, and everyone rose as the casket was brought in, Pru was amazed at the amount of people there. Friends, Co-Workers, Patrons to P3, some of Sander and Greg's friends, and some whitelighters.
The Wiccan High Priestess walked down the aisle after everyone was seated. In her hands was rope and a silver cup.
"Before we start the ceremony, Sander, Piper's youngest would like to say a few words." said the Priestess.
Sander took a deep breath, and he stood up and walked over to the microphone. He stared out at the crowd, all the pain he was seeing. He took another deep breath, and reached inside his suit jacket and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Good Morning. We gather here today to pay respects to one of the greatest women I have ever had the chance to meet. My Mom. Many of you who knew my mom, knew that she always put everyone before herself. She was always there for me, and I know that she will always be with me and my family. She is know with the people who she loved the most. Her sisters, her mother, and her grams. All people I never had the chance to meet, but I in a way I met them, through her. She introduced me and my siblings to some of the greatest things in life. Her life was lived to the fullest even though today I have to let her go, I won't really be letting her go.
As children we are all made from our mothers and fathers. Well no matter what I do, I see her. I see her in myself, my sister, my brother, and even my father. I love you Mom, and until one day when we meet again, I will always love you, and you are my hero."
Sander took another deep breath and descended from the microphone and back to his seat.
"Piper Patricia Halliwell Wyatt, you were taken by the dark, and may you enter the light to eternal happiness with your sisters. Blessed Be" said the Priestess as she put the rope into the cup.
Pru burst into tears and heavy sobs. Greg wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. Leo got up from his seat and ran to Piper's casket, and collapsed next to it, crying heavily, he placed his head on it. He kissed it, and sobbed. Sander too burst into tears, as Mike wrapped his arms around him. People got up and went up to Leo and offered him his condolences.
The casket was placed in the wall above Phoebe's. Her name plate read:
Piper Halliwell-Wyatt
8/7/73 - 10/6/20
Beloved Mother and Wife
The five of them left the mausoleum, and headed towards the Manor. Back at the manor, they each changed into comfortable clothes and decided they needed to do something about this hunt. They were aware that their mother was just buried, but this was the third witch in four days found dead. It was unfair that they were being murdered but nothing was being done about it. The killers are being let off for no reason. It was unfair.
The three sat at the dining room table, with the Book of Shadows. Mike was with the Elders seeing what they knew, while Leo was in his room, mourning his wife.
"There has to be something here. Like the only lead we have is that they are witches and that their husbands don't know it, or wives." said Sander, who was flipping through the book with his power.
"Yeah." said Pru as she ran her hand over a newspaper clipping, when she felt a nagging at her subconscious and she was warped into a premonition.
"Pru? What did you see?" asked Greg, who was alerted by her gasping.
"A girl, she's about thirty, a witch. Her husband, or boyfriend found out she's a witch because she was writing in her Book of Shadows. He pulled a gun on her. I saw her fall to the ground, dead." said Pru.
"Okay, do you know where this took place?" asked Sander as he grabbed a pen and paper to write it down.
"No, but I saw a billboard, through the window."
"Okay, what was on it?"
"It was a Got Milk one. And I only know one Got Milk Billboard in the city."
"Where?" asked Greg, who didn't know where one was.
"By the freeway, and I think there is an apartment complex near there."
"Should we scry to be on the safe side?" suggested Pru.
"We can, you do it, because you know what we are looking for." said Sander as he moved the map and crystal to his sister.
"Thanks", said Pru, as she began to scry. The crystal hovering over the map as if it were a magnet to metal.
"Got her. I was right. Let's go now, because the clock in the vison said eight o'clock and its ten after seven now." said Pru as she grabbed her keys. The three entered the foyer to get their coats, when Leo orbed in front of them.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"A witch is in trouble." said Sander.
"I don't want you going. What if you get harmed? I buried my wife today and I refuse to bury my children."
"Dad, and we don't want to hear of another witch being killed and nothing being done about it." argued Greg.
"No, you are not going." he said with conviction.
"I'm sorry dad." said Greg, as he froze Leo in place.
"Luckily you didn't blow him up." said Pru with a laugh.
"Yeah." said Greg as he went behind Leo and out the door.
They got to the apartment complex at about seven forty-five.
"How do we find out where she lives?" said Sander.
"I can freeze the lobby and you can hack the computer, I bet there are pics of the tenants." suggested Greg.
"Yeah, that's our best bet." said Pru, "Lets go!"
The three of them entered the lobby. Pru went up to the desk, and signaled for Greg to freeze the room. He did. Everyone stopped moving, one person mid sneeze, one kid throwing a paper airplane.
Pru sat down and hacked the computer, while Sander kept watch over the door to make sure no one enters.
"Got it, 17B." said Pru as she turned the computer off and got back behind the counter. Greg flicked his wrists and everything began moving again.
The three of them walked up the stairs to the 17th floor .
"Shit it's eight." said Pru as they got to the door, which was locked.
"Move." said Greg as he blew the door down.
After the smoke subsided, they saw the husband from the vision with the gun to her head, he was now facing the door.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with guns?" said Sander as he flicked his wrist and the gun went into the wall.
"Who the hell are you?" demanded the husband.
"Witches. Not just any witches though, we are the Charmed Ones." said Pru.
Greg stepped forward and made a 'halt' gesture with his hand and the man froze in place.
"Are you okay?" asked Pru as she ran over to the wife.
"I'm fine. I cant believe it the Charmed Ones in my home." she mused.
"Yeah, call your whitelighter and have him get you out of here. Okay?" said Pru, "Oh and don't tell anyone you saw us."
"Thank you." said the woman as the three exited the apartment.
"We did good." smiled Sander.
Just then, the three heard a voice in the wind, Piper's voice, "I'm so proud of you."
The three just smiled.
"This witch hunt will end. It has too." said Pru as she walked down the street to the car.
"Yeah, like how long can this go on? At least they haven't introduced the punishment of burning." said Sander.
"That would be bad." laughed Greg.
"You think?" joked Pru, as she opened the door and noticed a flier on her windshield.
"What is that?" asked Sander.
"A pamphlet, Rid the Evil, Turn in Witches. If you suspect someone of using magic, please call our toll free number 1-800-DIE-MAGIC, and ask for Nathaniel Pratt Jr." read Pru.
"This is going to get a whole lot worse before it gets better." said Greg with a frown.
"Definitely." said Pru, as she tore the flier up, and threw it into the wind.
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